The Betrayal

Chapter 13

~Chapter 13~

Amethyst’s P.O.V

3 years later

“Please!” I begged Liam.

“I said no, Amethyst”

“Please, we defeated the rogues in the Blue Moon Pack. Don’t you think we deserve a reward?”

Liam sighed in frustration, making scream with glee.

“Fine, but I’m going too”

“Yes!”

As soon the word left my mouth Jenna, Josh, and Amy, Josh’s twin sister, barreled in.

“Were you guys listening in on our conversation?” Liam asked, irritated.

“Of course not” Jenna asked, walking towards him “we would never do anything like that.”

Liam’s irritation fell as soon as Jenna sat on his lap. I snickered when I saw the adoring look on his face. He was so whipped.

The first few times I saw Jenna and Liam acting all cuddly, I got mad and jealous. I wished my mate had been as sweet ad loving as Liam, but I guess life wasn’t fair. After a while, I decided to stop being so bitter. Just because my mate was a bastard didn’t mean all mates were. Jenna was like a sister to me and Liam was like the overprotective brother I always craved. I wanted them to be happy, and I wasn’t going to stop them from acting all lovey-dovey. They deserved all the happiness in the world, and I would do anything to keep them happy.

I couldn’t help but feel immensely happy to have found them. They have been by my side ever since I helped them with the rogues and became even more protective when I told them about my life. Jenna had sobbed as I told them about the abuse, rejection, and finally, the fact that they gave me away as if I were nothing. They hated my old pack, and would do anything to make them pay.

Ever since the rogues attacked three years ago, I have changed. The pack trained me and never gave up on me. Thanks to them, I am now third in command, and their top assassin.

Assassins weren’t found in every pack. They were usually the top fighters that were sent to secret missions that were a threat to the pack. There were four assassins in my pack: Josh, Jenna, Amy, and me. I was the leader and the one who took most of the risks. There are many things I do as an assassin. Sometimes I just go and kill off the threat, but sometimes it is trickier. I have had to seduce men into giving me their secrets, I have infiltrated rogue camps, and I have had to act as a mistress to the more important wolves. Though I know I should feel disgusted and repulsed, I don’t. I love knowing that I can easily manipulate men into doing my bidding. It gives me a rush knowing how much stronger than them I am. I have been sent to over forty missions, and I loved every minute of it. It gave me a chance all my pent up anger and hatred.

Though I was usually a normal, sweet girl towards my pack and family, I was ruthless in fights and missions. All the hatred I felt towards my old pack and the hunters always surfaced whenever I fought. Though I was always angry, I was never reckless. I didn’t want to die. My life was too good to give up.

“Come on girls” Jenna exclaimed “Let’s go get ready.”  

I grinned as I Jenna dragged Amy and me towards her room. Out of all of us she was the girly one. While Amy and I enjoyed dressing up and seducing men, Jenna loved going all out. She would always find any excuse to dress up. Hopefully, she wouldn’t go overboard.

***

I remember the day I lost my v-card. It had happened two months after the rogues attacked, and the day after I confessed my past to them.

It had been the middle of the night and I was restless. Every time I closed my eyes the faces of those who have ever hurt me flashed before my eyes. I guess when I confessed, I opened up old wounds that didn’t want to close up again. I was getting angry and frustrated when the door to my room suddenly opened.

“Myst, are you okay?” Josh asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine” I replied, unsuccessfully hiding my irritation.

  “Really? Cuz I’ve been listening to you toss around for the past hour.”

“Look, I’m fine so just drop it.” I knew I was being unfair and that he was just trying to help, but it made me angry. I hated appearing weak in front of others.

He sighed and got up, ready to leave.

“Wait” I suddenly said, surprising both of us “can you please stay? I hate being all alone.”

I hated being vulnerable, but it was better than being alone and miserable.

The next two hours we just talked and told jokes. I found out a lot about him like the fact that he was a clown and could only be serious for five minutes before cracking a joke. I had been laughing so hard, I hadn’t realized how close we were to each other. I wasn’t really surprised when I felt his lips against mine, but I was shocked when I realized I was kissing him back. Jenna had told me about his mate. She had accepted the mating only to cheat on him afterwards. He was shocked when he found out she was pregnant, especially since they had never done the deed. He had quickly rejected her and had constant flings after that. He always acted happy and strong when I knew he was actually in pain.

As we kissed, I felt his desperation. He wanted to forget everything, and I realized I wanted to forget too. I was never going to feel complete. I was never going to feel the love of a soul mate. So, why not enjoy life?

I quickly responded with passion, and next thing I knew I had lost my v-card.

***

After that, I thought things would be awkward, but they weren’t. We both knew it was a one-time thing and neither of us felt anything but friendship towards the other. A few days later, I met his twin sister, Amy. She was very pretty and looked like the girl version of Josh. They both had chocolate brown hair, and sky-blue eyes. They were the same inside and out. Their personalities were almost exactly the same. They were both gorgeous and they were both players. They loved to joke around, and seduce the opposite sex. They were also pranksters and fun to hang out with.

I grinned as I slipped into the tight silver dress. It hugged every curve in my body and made my violet eyes pop, and my slightly tan skin look darker. I decided to leave my raven colored hair loose in its natural curls.

I smiled at Jenna’s powder pink, skin tight dress, and Amy’s green halter dress. We quickly descended the stairs, meeting the guys. Liam looked great in his black button down shirt and loose dark blue jeans. Josh looked hot in his tight white t-shirt and semi loose black jeans.

I grinned when I realized how good we all looked. Tonight, we were all going to get lucky.

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Pic of Amy, but with blue eyes--->